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The frozen picture from last night appeared in the TV news this morning.

At the bottom of the screen, the bright red label of the wanted criminal is particularly eye-catching.

I don't know why I got up early in the morning, and I don't know why I have to sit on the sofa, looking at myself in the picture... Ah bah, it's an insect monster, and fell into deep thought.

"Wow, these days, there are really all kinds of weird people." The little fox who also got up early in the morning and sat on the same sofa as me, but with a lazy and casual posture, sighed.

"Sparrow food." I held back for three seconds and nodded in agreement.

"Look at that disgusting headgear, what kind of brain is it to think of using a fly's head as a headgear, I'd rather wear silk stockings, at least it's just an ordinary pervert."

"Dove food!" I glanced at the little fox, feeling that I had to do something, so I followed suit, pointing at the green fly-headed monster in the picture, showing a disgusted and contemptuous expression.

"And look, green leather pants, my God, what kind of geek idea is this, the dirt is good."

The little fox nodded in agreement, and the criticism became more and more vigorous: "I was just about to say this too. In what era did this insect monster come out? It's earthy and strange. Appear, anyone will call the police immediately."

"You can't relax when you meet a guy like this." I looked filled with righteous indignation and clenched my fists, as if I wanted to give the fly head on the screen a justice iron fist.

"The other party may have an accomplice, maybe it will be a super invincible monster with a beetle head in a red trash can!"

The little fox imagined it in his mind, and was so happy that he danced on the sofa, completely forgetting that he was still wearing loose pajamas, which caused the fox Yiba and the large white flowers on the neckline to be exposed.

"That's right, the beetle-headed eccentric in the red trash can and the teeny-headed eccentric in green leather pants are a perfect match. You guys know how to match. Do you want to make a splash in the red, white, and blue fashion world?"

"And look, is there a bicycle behind this guy?" The little fox seemed to have discovered the new world again: "The insect monster is riding a bicycle? Just thinking about this picture makes me laugh." pain."

"Isn't it a motorcycle?"

I can't stand it anymore, you can insult him, but you can't insult his modification talent!

"Ah? Isn't it just a bicycle with a shell? Let me take a closer look, it's the shell of a bumper car, the fancy plastic shell of the bumper car in the playground, right, hahahahaha, my God , How old is this guy's mental age? Maybe Tamoya really misunderstood, this guy can't be an arsonist, right?"

The little fox couldn't stop laughing, and rolled around on the sofa.

The collar button has been completely taken off, hey!

Thanks to me, I have seen a lot, so I am not confused, I am in a mess, and I can refute it sternly.

"No, I think this guy...is definitely an arsonist!"

Now that I'm out on the street, at least let me attract firepower for my daughters. As long as everyone thinks that the fly-headed monster is an arsonist, no one will think of the witch.

right! This is the real purpose of my finale appearance!

It seems funny, absurd, stupid, and funny, but in fact, there is a great spirit of an old father who sacrifices his tall image and bears all the crimes in order to protect his daughter!

"Wait, take a closer look..." The little fox seemed to have a new direction, staring at the wanted notice on the screen seriously.

"If you take a closer look... the figure of this teeny-headed monster... is tall, short, fat and thin... The most important thing is that special, distinct and silly feeling... isn't it..."

The little fox muttered, looked at the TV, and looked at me again, as if he was comparing and overlapping images.

"It seems...a bit like you!"

"Nonsense!" I jumped up from the sofa angrily, and yelled at the little fox angrily.

"My taste is not that vulgar. Even if I want to do this kind of thing, I will definitely choose another way that is more cool!"

"For example?"

"For example, this, the Transformer of Light."

In my spare time of making the leather case, I proudly showed the Y-shaped transformer glued together with scraps to the little fox. With one move high above the head, the two wings above the Y spread out immediately, and the light bulb in the middle lit up.

"How do you feel?" Maintaining the transformation posture, I wiped my nose and smiled triumphantly at the little fox.

"I misunderstood, I'm sure you are not the fly-headed weirdo inside." Under the strong evidence, the little fox bowed his head to me honestly and apologized.

But she turned around, took out her mobile phone, dialed the number, and after a low waiting tone, she lowered her voice and spoke into the microphone.

"Hey, is it Tamoya? I found a guy who seems to be an accomplice of the fly-headed weirdo. Yes, he is right next to me, staring at me. If you have time, come here quickly, maybe you can wipe out the weirdo gang. Third-class gong is also gong!"

You...you bastard! !

Hearing the truth from the side, I was furious, feeling that the mysterious and noble realm of the two-spined salamander hidden in a corner of my heart had been desecrated by the other party, my brain became hot, I opened my teeth and claws at the little fox, and was about to pounce on the little fox desperately. The opponent is fighting to the death.

"Dad... Dad?"

At this moment, the twins went downstairs, and they couldn't help being shocked when they saw this scene.

A tall and strong man, with ferocious eyes, was ready to pounce on a woman who was curled up on the sofa, with a handsome look, messy clothes, a wide open neckline, and a half-hidden, infinitely alluring spring.

To put it simply, it is a picture that normal people would call the police immediately when they see it, and it is not too much to call it a crime scene.

"Wait, Sirius Aikolu, listen to me, it's not like this." I also realized that something was wrong, and so did the little fox, one was pale and busy explaining, the other was blushing and busy clutching Neck fastening with buttons.

The painting style has changed, and it seems that the crime has changed from a crime committed by one person to a crime committed by a gang.

At this time, if Vilas came out of the closet with a smile on his face while holding the frying pan, the picture would be classic.

"It's actually like this, it's this guy..."

"Wait Dad, don't talk yet, let's watch the news." Gemini suddenly made a pause gesture, and his attention was completely attracted by the picture on the TV.

Leaving aside the wanted man and the teeny-headed eccentric, the background of that place in the picture...

Isn't it exactly where they fought their opponents yesterday?

Looking at the news content again, the wanted man, the teeny-headed eccentric, and the suspected forest arson suspect, the twin princesses were in a mess at the time.

It seems that the real arsonist is Sister Sarah... right?

Last night, with one against two, wide opening and closing, the brave and invincible figure created a piece of scorched earth around him, and then, it seemed that he was blamed by the fly-headed monster in the picture?

This is how to do?

Or...forget it, Flyhead doesn't look like a...nice guy anyway, huh?

Playing back and observing again and again, Gemini made a new discovery.

"That car, hey, that car...is very similar to Aunt Linya's bicycle."

"It's just a bicycle. It's the same brand, the same style, the same color. It's all over the street. It's nothing to make a fuss about." I quickly explained with a guilty conscience.

However, Gemini shook his head resolutely: "It's different. Aunt Linya's bicycle has something very different. It should be a customized style. We have never seen a bicycle exactly like it."

As they said that, they quickly ran to the yard to see that Aunt Linya's bicycle was just in place, seemingly untouched.

Following behind them, I secretly let out a long breath.

Fortunately, when I was running under Tamoya's nose yesterday, I brought the bicycle back, unloaded the modification, and returned it to the original owner, otherwise things would be a big deal.

I'm such a smart and wanted man.

No, too many mistakes are made, and the more I pay attention to this news, the bigger the flaws will be. Little Fox and Gemini are not crayfish, they are very sensitive.

Thinking about it this way, I simply ignored the news, took out my phone, and clicked on a familiar forum. Although it was late, I still wanted to see if there were any popular replies that were more in line with my own wishes and in line with the taste of the public. , can replace the sand sculpture floor master.

No, the sand sculpture post still has the most likes and popularity. It seems that the cultural level and quality of the water friends in this forum need to be improved.

I was so disappointed that I gesticulated with my fingers, trying to find some other sideshow.

Inadvertently, I saw a new post that had just been published but was already quite popular. In just over ten minutes, it had already received tens of thousands of hits and hundreds of replies.

These sand sculpture water friends all live on the website, don't they have to go to work?

Out of curiosity, I clicked in and took a look, and it turned out to be a Dou Tu post. I was not very interested in this kind of post at first, but when I saw the content of Dou Tu, I was not calm at the time.

It turned out to be the fly-head arrest warrant that was broadcast on TV just now!

These sand sculptors just let their imagination run wild on this wanted notice, adding text or other materials, and their wild ideas sometimes caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Among them, the picture with the most likes and popularity seems to be a bit back to basics, without any other bells and whistles changes.

Only a few words were added below the picture of the wanted warrant.

Damn, why!

Coupled with the bewilderment and anger that can be seen through the compound eyes that occupy half of the face of the fly head, it seems that the whole picture suddenly has a voice and soul, which is simply the finishing touch.

No wonder the heat is the highest.

I suppressed the crater that was about to move deep in my heart, and nodded in agreement.

Looking at the creator of this fight picture again, I rubbed my eyes, read it carefully, and confirmed it several times.

Finally, go back to the post I made last night and check it again.

It turned out to be the same account!

How dare you!

The volcano erupted with a bang, and I angrily smashed the tea table in my mind, and smashed my phone on the sofa.

Damn, why!

I can't wait anymore, I can't wait for a second, I have to follow the network cable, and severely punish this [beep beep] thing, I want to crush all its instant noodles and steal all the ingredients! I am so meow that I want to replace all its beautiful girl figures with Woody heads! I want to replace all its game discs with 【.Alien】! I want to take out all its mentally handicapped Rubik's Cubes, and retire all the ship girls!

Thus, a just PY transaction begins here.

Boom boom boom.

Putting on a large brown windbreaker and lowering the big felt hat on my head, I gently knocked on the door of the little ghost's room according to the rhythm of three long and two short.

"signal."

The deliberately low voice of the little ghost sounded in the room.

You still play this set for me?

I was a little confused, after thinking about it, I also used a deliberately low and hoarse voice, and spoke to the inside with the minimum volume.

"London Bridge is down."

After thinking about it, I felt a little monotonous, so I added another sentence under my throat.

"Xiangjiang reporters run fast."

After waiting for a while, the succinct words of the little ghost came from inside.

"Task."

"Give you three minutes, I want all the information on this person."

The index finger flicked out a piece of paper, and it fluttered down like a leaf. When it was about to hit the ground, it slipped, and the thin piece of paper happened to get in through the gap less than one millimeter under the door.

The efficiency of the little ghost is very high. In less than a minute, a new note came out from the crack of the door. I couldn't wait to open it and saw that there was only one address on it. Although it was a bit perfunctory, the information was much simpler than I expected. But barely enough.

It’s enough to know where to live, its instant noodles, its beautiful girl figurines, its game discs, its Rubik’s Cube and its ship girl, can it still run?

It's just...is this address a bit familiar?

I murmured on the note for a while, then suddenly turned and went out, went outside the gate, stared at my house number plate for a while.

Then he walked back to the living room with heavy steps ~lightnovelpub.net~.

Seeing the little fox holding her mobile phone that never left her hand, she glanced at it from time to time, and let out a muffled laugh like an old hen hatching an egg.

The power of the unicorn hidden in his right arm suddenly became uncontrollable.

Original! Come! yes! you!

Unwilling to accept this cruel fact, I made one last effort, and with fingers that were brewing endless anger, I opened the other party's account tremblingly, entered the personal homepage, and then tapped the other party's fan list.

I saw a lot of familiar accounts.

The prisoner is stoned!

You showy fox, I will fight with you in the "Caring Community for Mentally Handicapped Children, Behavioral Research Institute for Mental Disabilities, Relief and Shelter for Brain-Blade Trolls, Orphan Identification Center in Wenzang District, and Fishing for the Whole Family of Those Who Died in War"! !

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